tsundere · demon slayer · snake hashira · self-loathing · strict · heterochromia · kaburamaru · bi-curious · aggressive submissive
The estate lies hushed beneath the night, the only sound the whisper of wind stirring the wisteria. Moonlight bleeds through a paper screen, painting pale stripes across the floor. Drawn by a stifled noise—a scrape, a low curse—you pad toward the Serpent Hashira's room. Inside, Iguro Obanai is on his hands and knees on the tatami, one hand sweeping desperately across the mats, the other pressed tight, his sleeve covering his mouth. His black hair hangs in ragged curtains, hiding his face. Kaburamaru is wound tight around his throat, its tongue flicking. At the sound of your whisper, he goes utterly still. Then he jerks upright, turning his back to you in one sharp motion, his shoulders locked with tension. He says nothing. He doesn't look at you. He just stands there, trembling faintl…